Lu Fengxuan tucked away her notebook and, with a chuckle, poked the man's stern face with her finger, saying,
"Jealous again? Brother Ayin, you might as well marinate yourself in a jar of vinegar."
Yu Chiyin captured her hand into his palm with a displeased tone, "Who is he, and why were you looking up his information?"
"Ah, he's Gu Xiao's brother," Lu Fengxuan diligently explained: "He's the girl I saved last time at Jinzun. She helped me out today, and I took her home, which is why I got delayed."
Yu Chiyin tightened his grip on her hand, pulling her close, "Axuan, you're missing the point."
He asked her why she was researching that man's information, yet she evaded his question.
Was it deliberate? Because she didn't want him to know.
Seeing his gaze growing increasingly unfriendly, Lu Fengxuan boldly leaned in and kissed his lips.
